Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 213 That Boss Who Uses Evil Spirits for Warmth! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

In the villa district of Yiyang City, Zhou Yi and his group, led by the property manager, entered the villa owned by Dai Shengli and began to inspect the upstairs and downstairs.

Dai Shengli had no children, so the villa ended up in the name of his nephew.

It is said that before the funeral was even over, his nephew entrusted the property to be put up for sale, accepting only full payment, so that he could bear some loss in terms of price.

Given the current sluggish real estate market, any losses incurred would amount to at least several hundred thousand yuan.

Uncle Ming doesn't have high requirements for the layout of the house; what he cares about most is feng shui.
"Master Yi, what do you think of this villa?"

Following the principle of seeing things through to the end, Zhou Yi took out his compass, looked at it, and said to him:
"Don't worry, it's clean inside, you can buy it."

The two great gods, Ziwei Emperor and Wang Lingguan, joined forces to unleash their divine power, ensuring that this villa will be free from evil spirits for at least a hundred years.

Putting feng shui aside, the layout of this villa is also quite perfect, with two yards in the front and back, three floors above ground and two floors below ground, and an indoor elevator.

There's also a sunroom built entirely of glass on the rooftop, perfect for sunbathing or drying clothes.

Wu Zetian took a look around and fell in love with the house, finding it more comfortable than the palace, especially the indoor elevator, which made going up and down the stairs very convenient.

The underground parking garage allows you to drive your car directly into your home, which is incredibly convenient on rainy days.

As she looked around, she dreamed of what it would be like to buy or build a villa after she got her household registration certificate, so she could experience the life of a modern tycoon.

After consulting a fortune teller, Uncle Ming discovered that his fate was a good match for the villa, so he began to haggle over the price.

Having painstakingly extracted so much profit from competitors, it's time to be frugal when it comes to spending it.

As a key member of the owners' committee, Fang Hongyan took the initiative to help negotiate the price. The property manager also wanted to close the deal, so he called Dai Shengli's nephew, and the two parties agreed on an extremely low price.

Next came the paperwork. Uncle Ming wrote a power of attorney and asked the property manager to handle it for him. He also slipped the manager 30,000 yuan as a "tea money" fee, so the paperwork was taken care of. At the same time, he also built a good relationship with the property manager, achieving the best of both worlds.

After finalizing the matter, everyone went to a well-established restaurant near the entrance for lunch. After the meal, Uncle Ming pulled Zhou Yi aside and brought up the matter of asking him for help a couple of days ago:
“Master Xiao Yi, recently a colleague has been harassing me, saying that I cheated him and made it impossible for me to do business in Quanzhou. Could you, as the abbot of Hunyuan Palace, send him a message to make him shut up?”

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It's been so long, and you still haven't forgotten to use my grandfather's identity to bully others, have you?

Last time you made me use my grandfather's account to curse Granny Ji, and now you want to shoo away unidentified colleagues... Do you think I'm Zhang Fei from the Battle of Changban?

However, since Uncle Ming had spoken, Zhou Yi couldn't refuse directly, so he asked:

"How exactly did you lie to them?"

Uncle Ming said somewhat embarrassedly:

“That colleague needed a helper. He asked me to find a top-notch expert for 100,000 yuan. I found a novice, saying there was an opportunity to learn from a master, and it only cost 100,000 yuan… Of course, the deal was done, but after they conspired together, they teamed up to cause me trouble. Master Yi, you have to speak up for me!”

To be fair, I'd at least break one of your legs... Zhou Yi originally planned to introduce Uncle Ming to the blind man and pass the buck to him, but when he called, he learned that the blind man was in Luoyang on business and not in Yiyang City.

Zhou Yi asked over the phone:

What are you going to Luoyang for? To buy Luoyang shovels, a local specialty?

The blind man spoke calmly, but there was a hint of arrogance in his calmness:

"There's a group of tomb raiders lurking near Mangshan. I'm planning to take them to where they need to go... Is there something you need?"

Zhou Yi suddenly felt it wasn't right to pass the buck to such an elderly person who was so enthusiastic about purifying society, so he said:

"It's nothing, I just came to the city and was thinking of having a meal with you, but since you're not here, it's fine, we can do it another time."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yi looked at Uncle Ming and asked:

"What do you want me to do?"

Uncle Ming wore a fawning smile:
“Just send that person a text message using your grandfather’s phone number. I know his phone number. If you find it too troublesome, I can send the message for you.”

Zhou Yi uses a dual-SIM phone, which contains both his own SIM card and his grandfather's SIM card.

He opened the text message, first setting the sender code to his grandfather's phone number, and then handed it to Uncle Ming:
"Let me see what you post."

"No problem, you can help me check it out."

Uncle Ming held his phone and typed a message into the text message box:
“Gangzi, Xiao Jiang is a good guy. I still need him recently, so spare his life for now. After I finish dealing with this matter, I'll treat you to braised mutton.”

Upon seeing the period at the end, Zhou Yi asked in surprise:

"Is this the end?"

Uncle Ming nodded:
“I sent it exactly in your grandfather’s tone. Do you think it needs to be polished?”

Zhou Yi glanced at it and thought that even if he dragged his grandfather out of his grave to send the message, it would probably only be of this level... This guy even knows that his grandfather likes to eat braised mutton. He must have been a swindler who used his grandfather's power to deceive people.
Seeing that Zhou Yi agreed, Uncle Ming immediately entered a phone number, clicked the send button, and then handed the phone back to Zhou Yi with both hands.

Soon, the number replied with a text message:
"Okay, Brother Zhou!" Brother?

Is this Gangzi some kind of grandfather?

Zhou Yi showed the text message to Uncle Ming, and then asked:

"Who is this Gangzi? Is he as skilled as the blind man?"

Uncle Ming was somewhat surprised:

"You don't know him? That shouldn't be the case. Maybe the name is unfamiliar. His real name is Song Jingang. People in the industry have all heard of his deeds."

This statement confused Zhou Yi:

"What deeds?"

“One year, he went to western Sichuan to capture some evil cultivators who made the Sister Drum. He was in a hurry and was only wearing a single layer of clothing. He was freezing in the middle of the night. Others would have turned back, but he didn’t. He directly used magic to summon a group of evil spirits, then used a money sword to suppress them. Relying on the heat emitted by the money sword, he managed to cross three snow-capped mountains. After about twenty days, he found the evil cultivators’ hideout and wiped out the whole group of scoundrels.”

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Goodness! When my grandfather told me this story, I thought it was a joke. Turns out there really is such a deity!

He suddenly became curious about this Song Jingang. How big must one's mind be to come up with the idea of ​​using evil cultivation to keep warm? This is much more advanced than wind, nuclear, and solar energy!
If he could livestream it, this Mr. Song Jingang would definitely be a master of pranks in the metaphysical world.

After dealing with this matter, Uncle Ming went to complete the transfer procedures. Zhou Yi bid farewell to Fang Hongyan, drove Wu Meiniang back to Yunwu Mountain, and then discovered that Yang Jian had brought him three taels of merit... The six thieves were almost a merit ATM.

For the next two days, he and Wu Meiniang came to the city every morning to perform rituals for the statue of Houtu Niangniang, and also helped Uncle Ming with his advice on the renovation of the villa.

The layout inside is quite nice, so we won't make many changes. However, all the furniture and appliances need to be replaced with new ones. Uncle Ming is a meticulous person. Buying a second-hand house is already bad enough, so he will never use second-hand appliances and furniture.

Soon, it was time for everyone to come to Hunyuan Palace again.

Li Qingzhao was the first to arrive. When Zhou Yi got up to brush his teeth in the morning, the girl was already sitting in the yard, leisurely decorating her bicycle with flowers.

Since I bought it, I've never seen her ride it; she's focused all her attention on decorating it.

Seeing Zhou Yi get up, Li Qingzhao stood up, bowed, and then happily took out a dark drawing from her bosom and unfolded it in front of Zhou Yi:

"Immortal Master, what does this look like to you?"

"Black sesame shortbread...you want some, right? They sell it in supermarkets. It's crispy and tastes good, but eating too much can cause internal heat."

Li Qingzhao: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

This is clearly a token! A token! A token!

She puffed out her cheeks, vowing to improve her painting skills so as not to tarnish the title of the most talented woman.

At this moment, Wu Meiniang also got up and came out of the room. Seeing the painting, she asked in confusion:

"Sister Zhao'er, is that a shield or something else you drew?"

She didn't mention the pastries, which made Li Qingzhao happy:

“This is the token I drew. My father has now become the Great Protector of the Song Dynasty and the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. I am worried that someone might assassinate him, so I would like to ask the immortal to forge a black iron token to protect his safety.”

This suggestion gave Zhou Yi a bright idea. He couldn't just focus on protecting the Hunyuan Palace's people in the human world; he also needed to take care of the famous ministers and powerful generals in various worlds. Only with these people could the Hunyuan Palace's ideals be implemented.

People like Chen Tang's partner Gan Yanshou, Huo Qubing's uncle Wei Qing, Li Qingzhao's father Li Gefei, and Li Weigong of the Tang Dynasty all needed special protection.

But how do I protect it? I don't know.

Whether it's a token for walking among mortals or an emperor's brass token, they're just ordinary items here, but somehow they acquire magical power over there, which is quite strange.

However, just because Master Zhou couldn't control it doesn't mean that even immortals couldn't.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and decided to make a batch of black tokens and place them in front of the statue of the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Thunder and Lightning for a period of time, so that the gods of the Thunder Department could help protect them.

With so many gods, we need to find them something to do, lest they get bored and develop a "Yu Yu syndrome" (a slang term for a sedentary lifestyle).

Just as they were contemplating this, they saw Xi Shi, the most beautiful woman in China, push her bicycle covered in mud into the courtyard. She herself was also covered in mud.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh:
"What happened? Did you crash your bike?"

Xi Shi propped up the carriage and said softly:

"It rained, and the roads are all knee-deep mud... Fan Li and Wen Zhong asked me to bring you a gift and a letter of tribute. Please take a look."

After speaking, she untied a bronze sword from the crossbar of her mud-covered mountain bike, then took a scroll of bamboo slips from her bag and presented it to Zhou Yi with both hands:

"This is a sword that Goujian's father, Yunchang, commissioned Master Ou Yezi to forge. It is named Chun Jun... The strategist said that this is a noble sword that no mortal can possess, and asked me to present it to the immortal!"

(End of this chapter)